http://slow.writerscafe.org/MissLizzy The original writings of author Liz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775996227 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I asked what theUniverse was shaped like,(You told me no one could ever know)I told you what IImagined it to be,(Dancing girls andThe leftovers of your wordsAs they pop like bubbles on my skin andThe rain andAn old man’s last breath)And I told you I’d find it.You told me(As you laughed)T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1064509/ The moral of the story is don't date me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1027524/ Perhaps this is letting go http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1025231/ F**k you E.D. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1022727/ You'd like that adventure, Wouldn't you?You'd like toOpen your eyes to see The limbs of a strangerTangled with your own.You'd like to Take your coffee blackIn a city full of strangers.You'd like toFall in love through Glances on the subway.But perhaps you'd only likePhotographsAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1021339/ You said your lover's voiceWas like the ocean,And you said his wordsCould pull yourHeart from the shore.You said that heMade you feel aliveAnd forever changing,That heart of yoursCrashing throughout the sea.And then you said thatAll you wanted was aLife preserver. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1021333/ And then his clawsAre around me once more.And then he snakes downFrom my throat.He invades my ribs,But they are too small to hold him.He lashes out to my feet,Grips at my ankles,Buckles my knees.But he does most damageBetween my ears.He tells me I will die,That I am far away.He tells me my lungs are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1021330/ And she told me,“Write s****y poems!”And so I took my pen to paper,And I tried to make it rhymeAnd I didn’t care about flow And I repeated wordsAnd I said good-bye toPentameter orWhatever the f**k it’s calledAnd I wasn’t eloquent,And I wanted to scribble lines and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1021329/ And I wonderWhat kind of flowersWill tangle their rootsThroughout my graveOr maybe there will beNone at all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/1021327/ I am too a real woman. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/889777/ You told me to write down everything.To spill my soul onto paperTo let the words dance out of me,To explain with pen what I cannot with tongue.But there are no wordsFor how I feel.No way to describe,Except maybeNothing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/775480/ Like clockworkOnly not.Jumbled thoughtsClogging my brainAnd pressing through my skull.Moving down my throatSo I can not speak,Only hurt those I love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/774133/ "You're so lucky"He says,And I can't help but snort.It's this worn-out principle,This statement of fact,Shoved into our brains from childhood.Grass is greenerWalk a mile in their shoesDon't judge until you know."Lucky."Once a compliment,Now an insult.We are all so keen on beingMisunderstood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/767395/ Now in 3D!And oh, how wonderfulThat you can stare at that screen,See the images,So vivid, almost likeReal life!The curves,Textures,Sounds,Smells,Sensations of The world.But perhaps better.People,Those who live andBreathe andFeel and BeRight before you,They cannot download movies at warp sp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/767389/ Went to the city today and what I saw broke my heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/762536/ And I’m sureThose nice heels of yours cost youAn eye.Prada?Oh, lovely.And I’m sureThat dress of yours,How phenomenal,Cost you a leg.And I’m sureThat bag,With the brand splashed right on the front,I’m sure it cost at leastAn .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/725763/ And thenMy legs are wrapped aroundAnd thenI am heaving into thatPorcelain bowl.Fingers,Toothbrush,Hairbrush.Anything.And thenI am gaggingSputteringCoughingCoughingCoughingUntil all of myGuiltAnxietyFearCome hurling upAnd areFlushedDown. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/723575/ And then heYells and Yells andYells and Says thatHe doesn't want anybody andHe's not even lonely andWhat's he need others for anyway?And then I'm thinking,Wouldn't he look Ridiculous?If what he says wereTrue,And he was just yelling to Himself? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/646220/ I'm stuck in my own head. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/630619/ Weight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/613148/ Eh, felt like writing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MissLizzy/609591/ Eh, I don't even know. 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